[Dorothy Vernon of Haddon Hall by Charles Major]@TWC D-Link bookDorothy Vernon of Haddon Hall CHAPTER VIII 7/39
She paused in the braiding of her hair and held her face close to the mirror that she might inspect the lip, whose beauty John had so ardently admired.
She turned her face from one side to the other that she might view it from all points, and then she thrust it forward with a pouting movement that would have set the soul of a mummy pulsing if he had ever been a man.
She stood for a moment in contemplation of the full red lip, and then resting her hands upon the top of the mirror table leaned forward and kissed its reflected image. Again forgetfulness fell upon her and her thoughts grew into words. "He was surely right concerning my lower lip," she said, speaking to herself.
Then without the least apparent relevance, "He had been smoking." Again her words broke her revery, and she took up the unfinished braid of hair.
When she did so, she caught a glimpse of her arm which was as perfectly rounded as the fairest marble of Phidias.
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